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Farting in the car . . . Turning up the radio does nothing

Rabidlamb

Electric windows broken aswell so had to stew in my own juices.
Couldn't light a fag due to fear of methane explosion.
I could almost see it.

Regale me with tales when you wallowed in your own filth.

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Dudess

So it's true OP: turning up the radio definitely won't mask the stink.

p to the e

Was on a weekend session away in Poland with some mates. After a hefty night of debauchery we got up to go to a game of paintballing. On the bus on the way I farted and followed through quite roughly and had to run around the paintball zone with ****ty jocks. I was hopping like I had a wooden leg.

blaze1

After a very very big session on the guiness many moons ago, I farted when i woke up and lifted the duvet for a good whiff and to put her head under and I almost puked everywhere.

SerialComplaint

blaze1 wrote: »

After a very very big session on the guiness many moons ago, I farted when i woke up and lifted the duvet for a good whiff and to put her head under and I almost puked everywhere.

That's called an attempted Dutch Oven

treborflynn

sharted in the pub last week.

clappyhappy

Farts are like children you can just about tolerate your own!!!

OldmanMondeo

Left work one Friday years ago, driving her car, got a bad rumble in the auld tummy, the type that give the "Warning, May contain nuts", Knew I had to get to a jacks to release the beast, hopping it would only be gas, too far from work to turn back, so got to the nearest shopping centre but as I went to get out of the car, I had to release the vice like grip my ring had taken and low and behold wet lumpy farts came out. Legged it to the jacks and emptied the world. The smell was rank, two lads walked into the jacks all I heard from them "Jasus Deco, what the fcuk is that smell" followed by one of the puking.
Finished my business, wiped and noticed me jocks were destroyed. Had a light pair of combats on, so had to drive home commando, after leaving my ****ty jocks in the jacks.

Not my finest hour, but I was proud of making the knacker puke from my stink...:D